How did he get all that money? Did he scam that Saddam Hussien out of it?" We don't know how Mr. Moore made his fortune," Jim explained. "I was told y...ou saved his life in Iraq." He was shot in the upper right thigh, I only tied a tourniquet above the wound to keep him from bleeding to death. Then I helped him to a field ambulance, got him settled, and they took him away. We were friends in the war zone. I wrote him about six months ago but I never heard back." Well, Mr. Myers told me he bought. My legs are shaking and you smack my bum to keep me bent over correctly! Next on the table is a nylon hood which you roll slowly over my head. It covers me completely except for a mouth hole. I can't see through it properly, just a dark haze. It feels so sexy being hooked and blindfolded. You keep running your hands over my body, my clit starting to grow and throb you stroke and squeeze it.Next you take a silk rope and wrap it around my smooth balls, gently tieing them up and then pulling the. ?”. He introduced himself with a nice smile.“I’m Ana; my friends call me Anita.” I answered smiling as we shook hands. I felt a kind of spark when hands touched. He held onto my hand, holding it in both of his on the blanket on his lap. He leaned over to my ear and whispered:“Anita, can I ask you something?”I looked at him waiting for his question.“Anita, are you one of these BBC sluts I hear about?. I heard you moan before.”I felt myself blush but then I said, “I guess, yeah.” And he leaned. He was visibly a bit shy, but not as much as he used to when such topicswere discussed. He looked me directly into the eyes. And that is a goodsign.- Can boys have such girly undies, mom?- Of course, they can my darling. There nothing such as girly or boyish.What you like, you can wear. Do you want me to find more cute undies foryou?He nodded while looking me into the eyes. That was a strong statementthat he enjoyed the feminine journey we had started.- Nobody can see them under my pants,.